An Lu saw the other person walking away, and immediately said with a shamed face: "Hmph, it's all your fault, she must have seen us just now!"
Zhang Jingdong smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, she definitely won't dare to talk nonsense."
An Lu wasn't really angry, and she thought Zhang Jingdong's words made sense, so she said: "Alright, let's go upstairs!"
After speaking, obviously afraid that Zhang Jingdong would mess around here again, she quickly ran ahead.
Zhang Jingdong watched her graceful and agile figure, swallowed, and then quickly followed her upstairs.
When they arrived at An Lu's office, the two did not immediately get down to business.
After all, they had been partners for a long time, so they both knew the importance of setting the scene.
An Lu sat solemnly behind her office desk, while Zhang Jingdong sat neatly in the seat opposite her.
"Mr. Zhang, what brings you here today, any directives?"
